i would be at the viper room checking out Lemmy’s side project.
yes, when he’s not fronting a lil group called Motorhead, he likes to do covers.
where are you gonna be for new years eve?
i would be at the viper room checking out Lemmy’s side project.
yes, when he’s not fronting a lil group called Motorhead, he likes to do covers.
where are you gonna be for new years eve?

ran six miles.
saw a huge line of people waiting to get into a dance club.
two lines, technically. one line is for regular people, other for “vips”.
as the go! team says, everyones a vip.
but in front of the club was a cop car, a tow truck, and a rolls royce.
the rolls was being rolled into the back of the tow truck.
only God knows why.
do you know how much of life is a sell out, she asked
she asks the worst questions.
i put a blanket over my head. the lights were too bright.
i didnt want to look her in the eye as she probed into my head.
she turned on the tv and linkin park was announcing
that bon jovi was nominated
for a grammy.
and i put another blanket over my head.

heres the first “interview” we ever did with her here on the busblog , enjoy!
– interview with keira-anne of vancouver, bc, canada –
Tony sez: Here I am with a Canadian girl with a hyphen. Will you please state your name.
Keira-Anne says: Keira-Anne
Age?
My real one or my pretend one?
It’s your world, baby.
20 and a bit.
Weight in kilos?
Ouuu I have no idea. I work in pounds…and in that case, 136.
Website URL.
Please explain your hyphen.
Well, my name really isn’t hyphenated. At least not on my birth certificate. I toyed with the idea of going by Keira-Anne for so long after always just being Keira. The hyphen just makes it work I guess.
Who designed your website?
Technically the skeleton was built by Blogger, but I tweaked it, made it pretty and personalized it. I wanted to make it sleek, simple and easy to read. By blogger, I mean Blogger.com – they’re still my site host.
Your site is really a Blogspot but you do some magic to make it look like its not?
Does my site look magical?
It doesn’t look like a Blogspot.
Not looking like a typical Blogspot site was my main goal.
Where did you learn your magical ways?
From the magic set I got for Christmas when I was 9. You should see what I can do with a card and a nail.
Is your MySpace all pretty too?
It was, but let’s be honest…MySpace is pretty 2006.
Aren’t Canadians supposed to be above trends and fads?
That’s a good question. I’d like to think so, but apparently not. MySpace died for everyone at the same time.
What’s the trendiest thing that you do nowadays?
Blog
Blogging is trendy?
I’ll be honest – it’s why I got into blogging in the first place a couple years ago. I knew nothing of blogging geekdom, but it’s turned from something I did just because into something that I really enjoy.
But I think people that started to blog because it was a trend have stopped blogging overall.
What pleasure do you get from it?
I’ve always loved to write and I’m a pretty expressive person. I love being able to do that in such an open way and I love being able to discuss things both with people I know and totally random people.
Sometimes I’ll get an e-mail from someone telling me they’ve found a bit of encouragement through something I shared on my blog. It’s cliché, but things like that give me the momentum I need to keep writing.
What does your boyfriend think of your blogging?
If I had a boyfriend, I’d hope he’d be supportive of it.
Oh I’m sorry, your girlfriend, what does she think of it?
Hahaha…you’re so cheeky, Tony. I’m into he’s, not she’s.
So you’re saying you’re a single girl?
That’s definitely what I’m saying.

How is that even possible? Is Vancouver that gay-friendly?
That’s a most excellent question Tony. Vancouver really is gay-friendly, and I live in the gayest of neighborhoods. Even our garbage cans and bus stops are painted pink. Maybe I need to move.
Do you drive to work?
Definitely not. I walk in sun, rain, wind and snow. Being conscious of this planet and how precious it is is really important to me. I’d be a total jackass to walk the 10 blocks to work everyday.
On your cute little girlie walk to work do dudes hit on you?
What constitutes as “hitting on?”
“Hey baby, yeah you, c’mere. Oh come on, baby, don’t be stuck up. Fine, how about your number – come one, just five digits? How about a little flash then? What about a smile? Are those real?”
Hahaha…I can honestly say that nothing of that sort has ever happened. The extent of it would include glances and that’s about it. I think I must send out unapproachable vibes or something.
Or I smell bad. That might be it too.
You don’t wear perfume?
I don’t smell bad. Sometimes I wear perfume.
What kind?
Lately it’s been L’Occitane’s vanilla balm – I’m crazy about that stuff! I’m also a sucker for Victoria’s Secret’s Love Spell. Now THAT’S magically babelicious.
If you catch a whiff of a hot babe who smells good, will you turn around and find out what she’s rockin’?
Nah…if I can smell her perfume from three or four feet away, she’s wearing too much in the first place.
You never find yourself closer than that with women?
Generally, no. But even so, I can’t ever remember asking a girl what she’s wearing.
So you’re not rubbing up against girls and you’re not dating dudes? Your mom must be very happy.
My mom’s a proud lady.
Doesn’t she want you squeezing out grandkids?
I know deep down she probably is. But I just got a new puppy so hopefully that’ll do the trick for her – for now at least.
Are you the oldest of her kiddies?
I sure am. I have a younger brother, but in many ways, he’s definitely my big brother.
When did he become your big bro?
I’d say it probably happened when I moved to Vancouver a little over three years ago. I think we finally just “got” each other and were able to respect that. He’s totally the guy I look up to more than any other guy and treats me with oodles of respect and integrity. I’m a lucky sister.

What had you overlooked in him while he was a teen?
I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that when he was graduating high school, I was already 20 so our realms were completely different. I also had a huge stick up my ass at the time, so that didn’t help things either.
How did the stick get yanked out?
In a nutshell, I stopped going to church and stopped living my life and making my decisions based on what other people expected of me.
Wait. One. Second.
You’re saying leaving the church helped you?
Don’t be mistaken though…I said “church” and not “faith.” Those are two totally different entities, and I’m talking about the church as an establishment here.
What did these people expect of you that you didn’t want to do?
They expected me to say the right things and do the right things and get married by 25 and basically be perfect. Oh and I wasn’t allowed to say that bad word…you know, s-e-x.
I’ve always been a pretty open-minded person when it comes to sex and sexuality and it’s a really interesting topic to discuss with people. I hated being muzzled for just being me.
Did your parents understand your problem with their church?
Absolutely. Oddly enough though, my family didn’t attend church with me – I started going on my own at 16.
Most people in my life that truly love me are now able to say how much I seem myself and how much my wings no longer seem “clipped.”
What inspired you to go to church by yourself at 16?
I had a lot of friends that were going to youth group once a week and it was just that adolescent desire to feel included.
Who are better kissers, church going boys or non-church going boys?
I like this question! But I won’t discriminate – I’ve had good experiences on both sides.
I’ve also had bad kisses on both sides.
Have you ever kissed a girl on church grounds?
I’ve kissed a girl on church camp grounds.
Don’t get too excited though – we did it for the boys because we were being teases.
Please elaborate, thank you.
All I remember is that there were about five of us in the hallway: me, Girl X and three boys. I can’t remember who dared us to kiss, but one of the guys wanted a picture. It was a total closed mouth kiss but I adjusted my head and she told me to “stop Frenching” her.
How old were you?
Probably 19 at the time.
You were at church camp at 19?
True story.
Was church camp as hot as I’m imagining it?
How are you imagining it?
Girls in plaid skirts in the woods getting their rosary beads tangled in the brambles. Kneehigh socks. Rosary necklaces. too-red lipsticks.
You really like the plaid skirts, don’t you? I saw some this weekend and almost picked one up.
I will say this about church camp: In my experiences, I’ve seen girl-on-girl kissing (obviously), skinny dipping, drunkenness, and major making out. Maybe more, but that’s about as scandalous as it ever got.
20-year-olds are majorly making out, away from home, in the summer, in Canada, and that’s as far as it got?
Does that disappoint you?
It’s just hard to believe. Especially since in my visits to Canada all I saw pretty much were goodlooking girls.
But this is Canadian church camp…not Wet Hot American Summer.
Ok, you were there how many summers?
Two full summers…once at 18 and once at 20, two months each summer.
So that’s one hot chick in church camp. Are you saying you were the only one?
Nah, there were definitely other hot chicks there.

Does talking about God all day stop the hormones from raging? Is that what you’re telling me?
It doesn’t stop the hormones from raging…I think it causes guilt for feeling the raging hormones.
So kids raging with hormones are forced to masturbate at church camp?
I guess so, but I never did.
No lying in the busblog interview!
I’m serious! It’s not something I felt good about doing until I was 19 or 20.
Ah ha but you said you went to church camp at 20.
This is true – I still never did that. We had dorm-style rooms.
The boys were doing it I’ll bet ya.
I wouldn’t doubt that for a second! I’m sure a lot of girls were too.
When was your last boyfriend?
Officially speaking as in brought home to mom and called my “boyfriend?” 18.
When did you contract the HIV virus?
Hahaha…I like to think of it as Carrie Bradshaw-itis. Either I pick wieners or wieners pick me.
Do you not put out on the first date or something?
The soonest I’ve put out was the third. Is that pushing it?
It all depends. You kissed him on the first date at least.
Oh for sure.
And grabbed his ass when you kissed him, right?
Some guys actually don’t like that…
This is all baffling to me… What’s the catch?
With what?
You seem nice, you’re not bad looking.
I like to think so.
You’re a little over weight but it’s Canada.
Ouch!
Just kidding… You’re really picky?
I can take it.
Hmmm…I’d like to think that I’m not but maybe I am? I’ve never been one to be into a certain look with men. What gets me is their mannerisms. So without a certain look that I go for, am I capable of being picky?
Their mannerisms ruin it for them?
“Ruin” sounds like such a harsh word.
Well are you saying that if you met a guy like LL Cool J and you were all yeah… But then you noticed that he licks his lips a lot. You’d be all, “nah.”
I don’t know…if he looked adorable doing it, why not?
Have any dudes that you dated during these last few years asked you to be their girlfriend?
Nope.
Why do you think that is?
I’m really not sure, to be honest with you.
What’s your guess?
Bad timing, wrong circumstances? Sometimes, in my experience, guys just aren’t capable of or aren’t willing to buck up either.
What was the longest you were with someone?
About a year and a half…about two years ago.
How is that not a boyfriend?
Well, to me he seemed like it but in retrospect he wasn’t. I know I wasn’t the only girl.
Oooooh ahhh ok. Did you subtly compete with her?
Oh there was more than one other girl, I’m quite sure. I think I just lived in oblivion.
If this fellow asked you to dress as a cheerleader and twirl around on his coffee table, would you have done it?
I have an adventurous spirit – that sounds like a lot of fun actually…
Did he ever ask you to do anything like that?
Hmmm…nope. Too bad, hey?
Did this chap know that you would have liked to have done something like that?
Probably…but it doesn’t really matter now anyways. I’d rather dress up like a cheerleader for someone rad anyways!
On what date would you dress up and twirl for a dude?
I won’t say the first because a girl’s gotta have a bit of mystery. But really, why put a timeline on something like that? If I’m into you and have fun with you and feel real with you, then I’m going to dress up like a cheerleader if it’s what you want. Why not?
Too many people ask “why?” when they should be asking “why not?”

truly a brilliant example of the beauty, kindness, and creativity of british columbia. shes one of canadas best bloggers and im glad to call her a friend. and to celebrate we will repost some questions that she answered from our readers around this time last year…
keira-anne anneswers yr questions
Have you scene the movie Zeigeist? If so, what did you think of it?
keira-anne: No, I have not seen it. Anytime there’s hype written all over something, it’s a major turn-off. Same goes for that movie about vampires that has all the other young ladies changing their panties.
Thong, g-string, panties or commando? Why?
Awww I’m blushing. Booty shorts or thong
1. “touch too much” or “walk all over you” ?
2. vicodin or percocet??
3. what happens to us when we die???
1. Um, what?
2. Gravol
3. I’m bored.
1. Which of the Jonas Bros will be the first to succumb to groupie love?
2. The George Perros ‘stache, yea or nay?
1. Who?
2. What?
Is it a crime to leave blogger for wordpress?
It’s not a crime – in fact, it’s encouraged. I switched to WP over a year ago and haven’t looked back since.
update:
Keira-Anne, do people often misspell the “Keira” part of your name? They mess up “Keir” all the time for me. I before E and all that. Perhaps Canadians know how to spell better than Americans. Who knows.
Yes…it’s pretty much never-ending and I’m always in amazement when someone spells it correctly without even asking. Most common are Kyra, Kiera, Kierra, Kara, Kira and who knows what else. My favourite is when someone writes to me on my Facebook wall or something and mis-spells my name even though it’s right there in black and white. People are lazy.
Which leg could you live without? Right? Left? (or Third?)
Neither.
Is a man better off smoking weed frequently or not at all? I’m 28 and take care of business but have never any balance between the two.
I’m going to go with the “not at all” option. For anyone.
what’s your dream?
What kind of cookies should I bake for Christmas? I’m baking for about ten.
You should make these. They’re easy, yummy and always the hit of any Christmas party
thanks keira-anne!!
have in common?
the sticky icky

with all this McRib chatter.
its almost like im cheating on her in some weird way.
little does she know that i am tempted all day in this office by odd foods.
take this bag of chips for example.
youd think a man could dip his hands into a bag of tostidos and pull out a chip. but no. there appears to be some home made brownie / fudge in there looking to sabotage him.
theres also pizza, thai food, cakes, candy jars, cupcakes, and even a damn test kitchen in this building producing all sorts of tasty delectables and leading this sinner into temptation.
i am but a man.
i only have one life to live.
me want cookies.
but me also want a waist that i dont need a new zip code for.
me also want to fit into my jeans without having to suck it all in first.
me also want to rip off my tear-away warmup pants preceding intimate moments and produce a different reaction than hilarious guffaws.
my heros are harry caray and charles bukoski. they never counted their calories or ran around hollywood in the middle of the night.
theyre also dead. but when they were alive they Lived.
i wanna live while i am alive. i wanna eat drink and be with mary.
i see the men you women date. they dont all look like that guy in the Ab Blaster commercial.
they look like theyve eaten a few brownies hiding out in a Tostidos bag.
like you, america, i want it all.

saw three hookers.
i think cuz its pretty warm at night, for decemeber
saw these two cops pull over a car and then give me a good look as i ran by.
two people said hi to me.
one person walked past me with his mouth open as far as he could open it.
saw several people dressed up to be out on the town.
saw a wax statue of snoop doggy dogg that looked really real
and saw a woman who looked like a celebrity, but wasnt.
ran past this house where inside two people were talking
and the dude goes its too bright in here and put a blanket over his head
like he was a ghost.
left it on, and went back to the conversation.
saw all these people being interviewed to be servers at my favorite lunch restaurant
ate pie when i got home.
thats always so sweet

its in a section of the building where theres only two men.
i think thats their secret secret.
two of my favorite bloggers.
i wish their birthdays were on separate days so i could give shouts out to them in a way that best suits them, in their own spotlight, since they are both talented young women who deserve and demand their own spotlight,
but they effed up and decided to make it to planet earth on this day 25 years ago. so hi.
ive never met flagrant disregard and in a way im sorta happy about that. i like mystery. and i like people to know that i like them just for who they are, or in her case, who she appears to be. its sad she hasnt blogged all year this year because she used to be a wonderful and committed blogger, but she has an unusual life and when you have a life it sometimes gets in the way of your blog.
either way i love her and i wish her the best and i want her to know that i think about her and i hope that she has a great day today.
i have met danielle k berkely and for a short period of time we hung out every working day. twice a day. she is the essence of hotness. she is the funniest girl you will meet. she is everything shes cracked up to be and her armpits smell like rainbows.
people ask, why havent you two ever reproduced and i tell them its because i like mystery, and i like some people to know that i love them just for themselves. danielle has a style like no other. if she was part lesbian i would marry her but she doesnt like girls. she and karisa share that fault and its a good thing because if either of them did i would have to rearrange my life so i could marry them both. which would be a bummer since i like not being a millionaire.
because i like mystery.
danielle is the furthest thing from mystery. i knew everything about her the first time we ever spoke – it was a long conversation. she was honest and funny and trusted me and everything that i gave her she gave right back.
the fact that she hasnt found true love, or even a decent boyfriend, in the last few years is a testament to the fact that life is so not fair, and that men in san diego have no taste and no courage and dont deserve her rainbow flavored pits.
she farted once and a butterfly came out.
if you met danielle and didnt know her youd think that she was some fancy music producers girlfriend or some scumbag yuppy’s girlfriend or the hottest lipstick lesbian ever. youd never think that she was single. youd never think that she doesnt have cable tv unless its tennis season. youd never think that shes addicted to buying old school bicycles on ebay.
and youd never guess that she has one of the depressingly beautiful blogs on the blogosphere.
but in a way it shows you that it doesnt matter how gorgeous you are, how smart you are, how funny you are, how fun you are, it does not guarantee that you will find a mate whose perfect for you. and maybe thats the reason that the Lord has hardened the hearts of the good men of san diego instead of hardening their loins. to show us that we all have a bear to cross. for everything there is a season, and this is the season of the new vibrator.
there have been sagittariuses in my life at every point of my life. and although i do my best to avoid them theyre always there. i shy away from them because there is usually something very odd about them. a small part of them is intensely weird. sometimes more than a small part. but most of the time theres something intensely amazing about them thats irresistable.
that goes for my sister, jeff the singer of tsar, and our two birthday girls flagrant and danielle. when you have your beers tonight, raise a glass to our girl in san diego and our mystery woman in the valley. they deserve it.

after my last physical, my doc said my saturated fats were a tad higher than they should be.
i asked, so instead of going through drive thru three times a week, i should only go once a week?
he said, exactly.
so today after work im going to go to mcdonalds, get a mcrib extra value meal, no onions, no pickles, and im gonna down that sucker like its a hundred dollar steak.
because to me, there really isnt a much better treat that one can get in a drive thru than a mcrib, fries, and a coke.

yesterday i tried to be good. i was at a cuban place and i ordered scallops. what could go wrong?
it appears that they put a whole stick of butter in their pan when they make the scallops, which is fine by me, but across town my nutritionist was scowling.
i had woken up hungover and the nfl pregame show wasnt helping cuz everyone yells on that show. so i took two alleves and drank some water.
about 15 minutes later i was nautious and 15 mins after that i was hurling. strangely all that came out was the water, but my neighbors probably thought i was having a baby in there.
it wasnt until 230 that i actually got anything more than a banana in my belly and it was those scallops and rice and plantains and black beans. and a coke. a regular coke, from the fountain. all carbonated and beautiful.
30 minutes after that lunch/breakfast i was on top of the world.
then at night i ran for an hour. 5.2 miles around hollywood at midnight.
theres nothing like it.